Ling Xiyao led the little fat man to the house of several instructors with family members, and harvested a bunch of snacks and gifts, the little fat man held a toy model in his arms, chewed snacks in his mouth, his big eyes were squinted, and he was so satisfied, his own son was loved, and Ling Xiyao also had a light on his face, so he didn't restrict the little guy to eat snacks.

Back at home, Ji Wenjin and Ji Yuntian's father and son were still obsessed with studying various formulas, and moved the location to the study, and there was a great posture of not giving up without studying the results, Ling Xiyao shook his head helplessly, the father and son were also persistent in this regard, and gave some fruit snacks and left it alone, anyway, with their physical strength, they were still alive and kicking for a few days without sleep.

"Baby, will you sleep with your mom tonight?" Ling Xiyao, who hasn't slept with her fat son for a long time, misses her son's fragrant and soft little body.

When Ji Yunxin heard this, he remembered his brother's teachings, his big eyes lit up, he nodded heavily, and said in a milky voice: "Mom, sleep!" After speaking, he didn't forget to rub his little head on Ling Xiyao's chest, what my brother said was right, my mother's arms were really the warmest, but the evil father always occupied my mother, and the two brothers had to work together to attract their mother's attention.

"What a good son!" Where did Ling Xiyao know her son's careful thoughts, smelling the milky smell on her son's body, her heart was about to melt.

After the mother and son finished washing, they hugged each other and slept sweetly, Ji Yunxin was personally taught by Ji Yuntian since he was a child, he was able to do a lot of things independently at a young age, and he was not well-behaved after falling asleep, he didn't make a fuss at all, and he got up to go to the toilet by himself when he was anxious to urinate at night, and then went into the quilt to continue sleeping, without bothering his mother at all, so that Ling Xiyao was relieved.

Let's say that Ji Wenjin and his son didn't sleep in the study all night, until the early hours of the morning, the two of them still didn't stop, and there was no fatigue on their similar faces, and their eyes were full of energy. After a whole night of calculations and research, the two combined multi-party space theories and finally confirmed the possibility of human beings surviving in high-dimensional hyperspace, which is definitely a historic progress for the hyperspace theory community, but the father and son did not feel complacent or proud of it, because the reason why they have this achievement is mainly to stand on the shoulders of giants and inherit the research results of their predecessors, such as the Shenxing clan, the Ailan clan and many experts on the human race Yanhuang Star.

"Dad, when are you going to start experimenting?" Ji Yuntian, who likes to do experiments, can't hide his excitement, and he is quite a little nervous, he prefers to put theory into practice rather than extrapolating formulas.

The son's careful thinking Ji Wenjin didn't know, but the resources consumed by the hyperspace experiment were unusually comparable, and he had insufficient foundation in the alien domain, and he couldn't be the master himself, so he said: "This matter needs to be reported to the high-level for instructions." After speaking, he couldn't bear to look at his son's disappointed little eyes, and turned his head slightly.

Ji Yuntian was really disappointed when he heard this, and pouted with emotion: "It's really troublesome, it's obviously our research, why should we report it to others, if only it was still in Yanhuangxing." "It's my father who is in charge of Yanhuang Star, what he wants, and the Big Dipper Galaxy is rich in resources, so there is no need to worry about this kind of thing.

Speaking of Yan Huangxing, the father and son couldn't help but think of the Federal Empire that was being invaded, and a faint melancholy poured into their hearts, and they were speechless for a while.

"Okay, you don't have to meddle in the rest of the matter." In the middle of the sound, Ji Wenjin restrained his emotions and patted his son's little shoulder and said, the little guy is too smart and witty to be noticed by outsiders.

Ji Yuntian sighed in frustration, "I knew it would be like this." "Being small always has no human rights. If you want to talk with more like-minded people about the daily life of rebirth interstellar baby, pay attention to "Youyu" on WeChat, talk about life, and find a confidant